"Well looks like the 2 lady elves have an idea" Said Hadar 

Falin looked at Viranirn. "That's because I am a killer, simple as that. Now do you really feel like lugging that bastard's head all around with us?"

StrunLokSingh

(Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome reference.)

Sauriil took Khabda's shiv, and cut his fingers one by one. Red ichor poured out of the bloody stump.

'Now, do we have any idea how to leave this godforsaken place?'

(oohhh, shit, i should have known that)

Viranirn :" we aren't going anywhere. you guys want to escape. personally I don't believe you can. but Dro'Baad thinks she knows a way. "

Pierelle looks Falin in the eyes. " cutting his head off proves your dedication to escaping."

'If I can find a place to use my magicks then I can heal some wounds. But right now, we are out of any magickal usage whatsoever.'

"Damn, and I still need to get my power back along with my weapons and armor"

Falin raised an eyebrow at Pierelle. "After all this you still doubt me then?" She shook her head. "Fine. Whatever. I already took a chunk out of his neck. Why not finish the job?"

(Finally! Some realism! It isn't easy AT ALL to cut through flesh and the spine. Nice job Ahkrin.)

Ahkrinfeynvokun

Falin raised an eyebrow at Pierelle. "After all this you still doubt me then?" She shook her head. "Fine. Whatever. I already took a chunk out of his neck. Why not finish the job?"

(are you going to gnaw through his neck? haha sorry I just imagined that)

StrunLokSingh

(Finally! Some realism! It isn't easy AT ALL to cut through flesh and the spine. Nice job Ahkrin.)

(she just bit into his neck. )

(I mean yeah, she took a chunk of flesh, but that's nowhere near enough to make much headway.)

Falin looked around, spotting Soldin's pickax she picked it up and approached Khadba's body. She kicked the corpse so it was laying on the ground. Tightening her grip on the pickax's handle, she swung the flat chisel end at Khadba's neck.

(ouch! shoot that made me wince. I'm going to let you describe what happens next, lol.)

(Strun wants gore? I'll give him gore dammit!)

The pickax bites into Khadba's flesh with a sickening sound. Blood already began to run free. Jerking her weapon free, she swung again and again. The blows never truely lining up with each other but each digging deeper into the dead orc's neck.

Eventually, a crack is heard as the spine is finally severed and the blade digs into the ground. Breath heavily, Falin released the pickax and grabbed the severed head. She tossed it at Pierelle. "Happy?"

(Edit: had the wrong name in there)